Bad Girl Jeans

Ch.1 \/ I'll Do It!

    ⚠️ WARNING ⚠️// If you are not a THIRTEEN AND UNDER, there is ALOT of mature languages and sexual content in this story‼️

          

                 Zoe's P.O.V~

BANG! BANG! BANG!

I turned on the other side of my bed, putting a pillow over my head. After the night I had ( Twelve shots of vodka and a Bloody Mary) this is NOT what I wanted to wake up to.

BANG! BANG! BANG!

"GO AWAY! I ALREADY GOT MY GIRL SCOUT COOKIES!" My head pounding as I shouted at the obviously angry person behind my apartment door.

BANG! BANG! BANG!

"Oh for fucks sake" I mumbled, sliding out of bed. I dragged my tired and hungover body over to the door.

Opening the door, ready to lay some words on the person on the other side. My mouth caught my tongue as I came face to face with the big angry beast.

" ZOE! IT HAS BEEN TWO MONTHS SINCE YOU'VE PAID RENT! I WANT- NO NEED MY MONEY RIGHT NOW!" My landlord, Paul, screamed in my face. My head was pounding twice as hard now. It's not like I didn't want to pay the guy (even though I honestly don't) , it's just that I don't have the money to pay him. My job's kind of an 'when they need me, they'll call me' meaning I don't get paid as much as I want to.

"First off, calm down man. It's five in the morning and you're already on my dick. Bad enough you act like one," I stated closing my eyes, any minute his face was going to be the toilet, I could taste the throw up on my tongue.

"CALM DOWN! CALM DOWN! IT'S ALMOST TEN!" He yelled louder in disbelief.

TEN! I'm gonna be late!

I staggered back into my apartment. Forgetting all about the bald man.

"WHERE ARE YOU GOING?! THATS IT! YOU'RE OUT OF HERE BY THE END OF THE WEEK!"

I was head first into the toilet, puking my brains out. I hated being hungover but I loved drinking. Being hungover was a consequence that I could stand.

After my little episode in the bathroom, I stumbled into my room to find a man searching around my bed for something.

"Uhh Can I help you?" I stated crossing my arms. He turned to me, his bright green eyes dancing around my body while an small smirk appeared. He pushed his shoulder length hair out of his face which honestly made him very attractive.

"I'm looking for my shirt... and um by the way, you look like crap" He proclaimed chuckling at his little opinion.

"Well I didn't ask for an opinion. Just get your shit and get out," I exclaimed brushing past him. Even though he had been in my bed all night, he smelled like an rich guy on a Friday night.

"Ooooo an bad girl are we hmm?" He replied, his British accent high noticeable. I turned to face him slowly(not wanting another puke fest) he was full on grinning. His dimples popped, which I had to admit made him even sexier. I love a guy with dimples. I mean how hot could this guy be? British accent, long sexy shoulder length hair, green eyes, the perfect body, and dimples to die for. If only I could remember how last night felt.

I shook my head, looking under the bed. I picked up an oversized black shirt and tossed it to him.

"I want you gone by the time I finish my shower" I stated and walked back into the bathroom. If you hadn't noticed, when I'm hungover I'm rude and cranky.

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I walked into the building, sunglasses over my eyes and an Starbucks coffee cup in my hand. My coworker, Jilian, rolled her eyes at the sight of how well I was handling my consequence. She always envied me about everything cause I just seemed to do it better. I just gave her an red-lipped smile and a little wave as walked by, making my way into my boss's office. He texted me after I had showered and told me to meet him in his office immediately, but I had to stop for cop of joe and besides he didn't put all caps so I guess it couldn't be that bad. Right?

I pulled the door to his office open. There he sat waiting anxiously and immediately got up as he saw me.

"Where have you been I've been waiting for twenty minutes!" He strained his voice at me which I found really amusing in his case.

"I just had to grab some coffee, rough night. And ya know, straining your voice like that could cause an sore throat," My reply made him shake his head and huff. He turned to an middle aged man who stood with crossed arms.

"My assistant is very sorry for being late. You know how traffic is," He lied, trying to ease it in with an awkward chuckle. His nervousness really amused me, in all my two years of working here. I've never really seen him sweat. The man, however, didn't looked too pleased. " Zoe you know the Simone Cowell"

"Would it be horrible to say no?" I questioned honestly. The man had an small smirk but was quickly wiped off. Daniel (my boss) turned to me bug-eyed as if I should know who he was. Like was he my long lost father or something?

"Simone Cowell was one of the judges on X-Factor. He's made so many people and groups popular singers. You're telling me you've never watched X-Factor?!" He exclaimed surprised as my face stayed the same. I shrugged.

"So this is what I came in for? A survey to see if I know this guy?" I questioned once more. The man seemed to love my responses.

"I'm afraid she's right Mr.Daniel. We have very important business to take care of," This Simone Cowell guy stated with an honestly hot British voice for an old guy. British voices was an very high turn on for me which is probably why that guy was in my bed last night.

"Right, Right. Zoe, in the next room lies five boys-"

"What are they dead or something? Why do you have to start off like some top secret agent that wants me to go under cover to solve some mystery?" I asked with an snort laugh.

Daniel rolled his eyes and continued his story, " I have assigned you to protect these boys while they are on a little vacation. Since they have no bodyguards at the moment due to firing their main bodyguard, we will keep in touch with you at ALL TIMES. These boy's trust is in your hands,"

"Wait, wait, wait. They have no bodyguards? Why do they even need bodyguards? FIVE BOYS?! Five boys can't take care of themselves?? What are they like five?? This is ridiculous," I ranted. This was insane what five boys couldn't take care of themselves without needing someone to look after them?

"These five boys are not five. They are young adults like you. We will provide an private house for you all to stay in, along with an black, tinted SUV and cash just in case it's needed. I mean I would want you to do it because your my loyal and trusted assistant but I could just get Jillian to do-"

"I'll do it!" I yelled not really thinking it through. All I heard was house, car, and cash and I was sold. Oh how I would love to rub it in Baldy pauly's face.

I mean honestly, how bad could watching an group of boys be?

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Hello. Hola. I know, I know this chapter is short. Like why the hell is it so damn short?! I promise the next chapter is going to be long, Scout's honor🖖🏽.

Also there will be a lot of editing in this chapter by how fast I worked to get it published. It took two or three days to get my mind set up about this story and I wasn't going to do One Direction but I honestly miss them. I was such an fan through middle school and kind of fell off once I got attached to 5SOS and then fell off with them. Now I'm BACKKKKKK! And loving it‼️ If you have an questions or concerns about this chapter or book, feel free to let me know.

Wellllll... Until the next chapter goodbye ✌🏽😋